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Chapter 474 - Extra Story - A Dark Story in a Certain City (1)

(A short novel that has nothing to do with the Conan line, Laobai guest starred as the boss)

Europe, a border market in a small country.

Although the sun is approaching, the noisy pedestrians and vehicles still shuttle through the streets with forgetfulness.

All kinds of shops and vendors are still crowded.

All the merchants, peddlers, and salesmen are busy with this. They all have energetic expressions on their faces, and they all look forward to the patronage of the passing crowd.

Under such a busy situation.

By a wall in a relatively remote location, there was a person sitting leisurely at the door of the shop, fanning the wind with a paper fan.

This is a young woman who runs a fruit stand, wearing a casual vest, a pair of light blue jeans underneath, and a pair of navy blue plastic slippers.

The young woman's blond hair was very short, but she had a fair face with good features. If you look closely, the lines on that face still have a male-like beauty. It doesn't seem very conspicuous, but it is actually good-looking.

It's a pity that no matter how she looks, no one in the crowded street will take a second look at her, and more people may choose to see how fresh the fruits are at her stall.

The young woman's stall is not particularly conspicuous, and there is a larger fruit supermarket on the left at the end of the street, less than 200 meters away from her.

All the customers with purchase needs were divided away, so she didn't make much money all day long, and whether she could make a profit was a question.

But even so, there was not much frustration on the young woman's face.

Instead, with a leisurely and satisfied expression, he sat next to the apples he sold, watching the people coming and going not far away, as if admiring some scenery.

"Gisber, it's time to make up the tax you owe this month." A discordant voice appeared on the other side.

Walking were three men in local police uniforms, but they were dressed in a pompous manner. They didn't look like police officers maintaining order, but instead looked like gangsters with a face like a rogue.

As for the Gisper mentioned by these people, he is a middle-aged peddler pushing a small oven. He is nearly 50 years old. He sells the stall next to young women every day. He also has no business and is frowning.

"This……"

Gisper hesitated.

"Mr. Police Officer, can you allow two more days? See, there are not many people in my stall, and I will really not be able to raise money for a while."

"Don't be so shameless."

The policeman who followed took a step forward, and spat viciously on the ground, "If your business license hadn't been approved for the first time, your dilapidated stall would have been demolished long ago!"

Hearing this, the policeman at the front called "Head" grinned proudly, like a bandit.

Then he stretched out an arrogant finger to Gisper, pointing directly at the sky:
"Yes, he was right."

"It doesn't matter if you sell iron or other things today, I must get the money, or I will ruin your business now."

After speaking, the policeman picked up a piece of sweet cake from the oven, took two casual bites, and threw the remaining half on the ground.

Looking at this scene, Gisper was helpless.

Unlike those well-to-do businessmen who came out to experience life, Gisper was just a poor man, and there was a school-going daughter at home waiting for him to go back for dinner...

Meal money is a big problem, and he doesn't want to give money to these rascals.

While he was at it—

"Let me help Uncle Guise lay it down first."

A young woman who opened a fruit stand came over.

She took out a crumpled wallet from her jeans, took out a few banknotes, and handed them directly to the police without counting them.

"Brother Police Officer, have you seen enough of this?"

The leading policeman raised his eyebrows, counted the banknotes a few times with spittle on them, and then laughed.

"Just right, no more and no less."

After speaking, he unceremoniously put all the banknotes into his pocket.

Then looking at Leon with a calm expression, Yin and Yang became angry:

"Oh, Miss Leon is really kind-hearted, she actually has the intention to pretend to be a good person, hehe...but the tax will increase next month, compared to the old guy Gisper, you should worry more about yourself. "

"Of course, if it doesn't work then, you can also use your body to pay back."

"Look carefully, our Miss Leon is quite a nice woman..."

Speaking of this, the policeman smacked his lips openly.

Leon frowned, lamenting in his heart that the police in this small place are a mixed bag, they don't enforce the law well, instead they all act like punks, idle around all day long, greedy for money and lustful.

It will only oppress small traders, charge high taxes, and steal intermediate profits from them.

No matter which country, there is no shortage of such miscellaneous fish. It really should be screened from the inside.

But she is not the management, and she has no position to say anything, and she doesn't want to cause trouble, so she had no choice but to say:
"Don't worry about the police officer, I will definitely get all the taxes next month."

"Okay, I'm relieved to have that."

The policeman pushed his funny hat and laughed.

"Everyone cooperate well. I will take care of your business. It is only natural for you to give me some filial respect...Then see you next month."

After speaking, he swaggered away with his two attendants. Before leaving, he unceremoniously took an apple from Leon's booth and gnawed it as he walked.

"Better to never see you again."

Leon stared at the backs of the three of them, muttering softly in his mouth.

beside her.

Gisper sighed, and looked at Leon with some bitterness: "Girl Leon, why are you bothering? The extortion of those scoundrels is a bottomless pit. You always help me pay them. How can I live in my heart?" Delighted to go..."

"Uncle Jisi, don't say that. I have just set up a stall on this street, and I am not familiar with the place. If you hadn't taken me with me, I still don't have half a friend who can talk to me... I will repay the small money your."

"You girl... how can I thank you..." Gisper smiled wryly, sighed for a while, and finally took out a cup of tea soup and a piece of sweets and handed them to her.

"Thank you, Uncle Gies."

Leon took the sweets and smiled nonchalantly, as if he wasn't affected by the blackmail just now.

After taking a sip of the tea soup, she raised her head: "By the way, how is your daughter doing now?"

Talking about his daughter, Gisper's eyes became more gentle, "Thanks to the money you lent me before, now I have enough money for tuition and books."

"Oh, that's good, congratulations in advance for her admission." Leon nodded with a smile.

Gisper was silent for a while: "Miss Leon, I will definitely pay you back the money you lent me..."

"If it wasn't for me, you would definitely be able to do a better business with that money. There is no need to open a fruit stand and be harassed by those bully police."

Leon smiled relaxedly: "It's not bad to open a fruit stand, I actually quite like this kind of life now, it's peaceful and free."

"Oh, Miss Leon, you..."

Gisper shook his head.

"Speaking of calm and freedom... You are only in your 20s. What's the point of mingling in this hopeless frontier market? Look at the stalls around you. There is no kid like you."

"...I can't just keep going on like this forever, keep opening fruit stalls, can I? Oh, I'll take care of you if you're not in a hurry."

Seeing that Gisper started to preach again, Leon knew that the other party was doing it for his own good, so he didn't refute at all, but just smiled and listened silently.

Soon.

After the sun had completely set, the crowds at the border market gradually dispersed.

At this time, Gisper pushed his oven away, and Leon also cleaned up his stall, closed the shutter door of the store, and rode his bicycle back to the apartment.

It is said to be an apartment, but her address is actually a simple rented house.

The space that is both a bedroom and a living room is connected to the kitchen. In addition, there is an independent bathroom. It is a standard single apartment with a pitifully small total area.

Throwing aside the bill for the store's next week's purchase, Leon stared at the calendar for a while without saying a word, and then he came back to his senses, took off his clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water sounded.

In less than 10 minutes, after taking a shower at a speed similar to that of a man, Leon shook his short hair, dried his body quickly, left the bathroom, and walked naked to the mirror.

She reached out to turn on the small light in the living room, and the dim yellow light flickered on her skin, outlining a slender and fit figure like a wild wolf.

But even so, she still pinched her lower abdomen with her hands, and muttered something in her mouth, as if she was worried about the accumulation of fat.

after that.

It seems that time is limited, Leon quickly took out the makeup box, and tidied up himself first.

She changed into a new outfit: plain leggings, a crisp shirt, and a long-swinging coat.

Compared with when I set up a stall, this outfit is really shabby.

And it's worth mentioning that, from the leggings to the shirt to the long coat, the color of the clothing is all solid black.

She looked like a sad female knight.

In this way, after tidying up the whole person's appearance, Leon stroked his cheekbones with his hands, and stroked along his cheeks all the way to his chin.

She is happy with herself in the mirror.

It's not some stunning beauty, nor is it some dazzling non-mainstream with a unique personality... that's enough.

Gisper has always told her that girls should take good care of their appearance, but this uncle is too young to experience certain things, and he still doesn't understand the dangers that may come with an outstanding appearance.

Today is an important day for her, and she doesn't want to get into trouble with this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Leon put on his shoes, carried a lady's satchel on his back, and took out an automatic pistol, a tactical knife, and several bugs and transmitters for spies from the dark side of the closet.

After hiding these in the clothes on her body one by one, she left the apartment and walked towards the busiest street in the border area through the night.

It was the only place in the dilapidated border area that could be sold. It was as prosperous as a commercial street, with everything to eat, drink and have fun, and it didn't stop throughout the night.

The street is separated from the apartment by a river, and the main road connecting the river is a spectacular arch bridge.

Leon walked to the bridge and stopped, looking at the faint neon lights flickering across the street, wondering what he was thinking.

"From here, it's as beautiful as the stars at night."

A man's voice came from beside her.

A man with good looks, dark hair, and smooth skin is a sign of wealth.

However, the man's tone at this time revealed an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

"Go to that street alone, miss? Why don't we go together?"

"..."

Leon glanced at him lightly, ignored him, and continued walking forward.

The man chased after her, partly because the wine was still awake, and partly because the wallet was too big.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't be so rude, girl."

"I'm not rude at all, I'm on my way, I don't want to talk to you." Leon didn't bother to look at him.

Hearing this, the man followed Leon onto the bridge without stopping, laughing loudly.

He felt that he had encountered a challenge, and he even felt that this interesting woman in front of him could be covered by a few banknotes.

"Ah, wait, you're going to work on that street, aren't you?"

The man glanced around, saw Leon's satchel, and began to guess smartly.

"Going to the dance floor, huh? Want some fun-loving rich man to catch his eye and get rich, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you, and I'm not here to sell ○."

Leon replied coldly, secretly hoping that the man could hear the disdain in her tone, and walk away wisely.

But the result was just the opposite.

The man quickened his pace and rushed to stand in front of her, blocking the aisle on the side of the bridge.

He gave Leon a lot of ups and downs, like picking cattle at a market.

"You chick is quite eye-catching. You are a little thinner, but you can recuperate after a few meals in my family's private restaurant..."

"Huh? How about it? For the sake of getting acquainted, do you want to have some fun with me?"

"Not interested." Leon said, frowning and pushing him away, "Get out of the way, stay away from me."

however--

"Listen well, sister, my name is Lloyd Griwald, and many powerful tycoons in the city know me well."

The man continues to block Leon's path.

"If you stay with me tonight, I can say hello to these dignitaries and meet your material needs. Do you know what I mean?"

"No thanks."

Leon took a deep breath, as if his patience was about to reach its limit.

Lloyd reached out his hand at this moment, trying to grab Leon's arm.

However, Leon's eyes turned cold, and he clamped his wrist in mid-air, and twisted it hard, causing him to scream in pain.

Leon's strength is unusually large.

If she tried harder at this time, Lloyd's wrist would break like a matchstick.

In this way, she kept this posture without moving, twisting the other party's wrist, and kept forcing the other party to the railing of the bridge.

Like pressing a chick, Lloyd was pressed tightly against the waist-high railing and stuck.

"Just now I tried to persuade you, please stay away from me..."

Leon said in a calm tone, with unabated strength in his hands, causing Lloyd to squeeze out a whimper from his throat.

"Now I say it again, maybe the attitude is not good enough, stay away from me, or I will push you off the bridge, and when the police find you turned into a floating corpse by the river, they will just leave you as if you were on the bridge Not straight drunk, get it?"

Lloyd nodded in fear, the pain made him unable to speak.

Leon stepped on his ankle bone with one foot, raised his slender eyebrows, and continued: "I don't need to get rich, let alone have fun, at least not with you."

"But I'm here to thank you for your kindness, well, give me a smile now, then go home and sober up, and then plan to be rude to the lady in the future, don't forget what happened just now."

After finishing speaking, she let go of Lloyd's wrist, and then walked towards the opposite side of the bridge without looking back at the other party's hissing and panting in embarrassment.

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